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EDITORIAL
FOREWORD
Are some people born more creative than others? Do you want to learn how to be creative?
Ask yourself, Who is creative and who is not?
The answer is EVERYONE IS CREATIVE. We basically take old ideas and put into our new
ideas. Making interesting combinations lead you to be a creative person. What you have to
do is just look at the world around you in new ways, and write down what you see and what
you think about it. There is no correct answer for writing.
CROP is the best place for you who want to share their creativity with others. You dont have
to care about making mistakes. Just hold a pen and write with facility. Do you really think
you cant write in a foreign language? We are here to help you.
The secret to creativity is knowing how to hide your sources.
- Albert Einstein
As I said before, there is no complete new thing. You always remix some ideas into different shapes. New ideas come from your experiences. Creativity has a source of input. To be
recognized as creative is to become a unique source of output.
BE CREATIVE, BE YOURSELF, AND MAKE YOUR ORIGINAL ART.
Creativity is everywhere and for everyone.
CROP ADVISER
CROP KEEPS GROWING!
What amazes me most about working with young people during the most creative phase of
their lives is that they are so naturally, spontaneously creative. Language has two sides: structuring rules and free creativity. Its the latter that CROP brings out.
You will never read the same sentences as you read in this great issue, even though the
grammar rules stay the same. Which is more amazingthe rules or the newness?
Its the newness that amazes me. The rules never change much. You memorize them, internalize them, but you still have the hard work to create with them every time you speak or write.
Using the rules to create something new is a tough task. Creating with the rules of another
language is a wonder!
The work in this issue of CROP shows just how much insight, intelligence, irony, humor
and compassion students hold inside just waiting to be expressed. Students often seem to be
waiting for a small push to say what it is they have always wanted to say. CROP is that push.
And then they say it. They create.
The work in this issue of CROP shows how completely students are capable of expressing
themselves in metaphors, symbols, themes, characters and the rich, lush, passionate, creative
language that has driven the best, wisest and most positive visions of people and the world all
through history. This is literature here, another addition to the reserve of human accomplishment.
There is much to rejoice in these great creative works, but there is something to feel sorry
about, too. What saddens me most is the lack of spaces for students to let out their inner selves
in creative forms. Students in Japan are forced into multiple-choice exams, rigid report formats, micro-managed experiences and hyper-structured requirements. A little looseness goes
a long ways.
With CROP, students have a chance to let themselves soar above the rules and structures
and rigidities, to let themselves explore how language can explodelike phosphoruswhen
it gets into contact with the oxygen of the world. And then glow with an illuminating flame.
This issue of CROP amazes me by how powerfully, fully and deeply the basic drive to create
flows.
Congratulations to the writers and to the editors! You hold a great piece of honest creative
expression in your hands. Enjoy it!
MICHAEL PRONKO
CONTENTS
1
FOREWORD
24
INA YOSHIKO
24
UNCHAGEABLE WISHES
INA YOSHIKO
TOC
25
KUMI HATAJIMA
LU RAMBLES
YASUHIRO ABE
26
STARS
KUMI HATAJIMA
MY GRANDFATHER
SAYA YAMAZAKI
27
IMAIZUMI YUKI
AIBA TAKANORI
29
RAINY SEASON
KANA OSHIBI
MAYU GOTO
30
APPLE JUICE
CHIHARU TSUBATA
10
MIKA MIYAMOTO
31
JURI KUROSAWA
10
"2 A.M."
MIKA MIYAMOTO
33
YASUHIRO ABE
11
A COLORFUL PICTURE
YUKINO SHIMIZU
34
MAI MATSUMOTO
12
HITOSHI AKIYAMA
35
SORRY TOKYO
WATAGASHI TOMOSHIBI
14
MR.CHIBA'S COMPLAINT
NODOKA ARAYA
36
CROWDED TRAIN
MISUZU KATSUMATA
15
48 HOURS
AIBA TAKANORI
36
OVERSLEEPING
MISUZU KATSUMATA
16
HIROKI KOGURE
37
MACHICA FUKUSHIMA
18
MY ONLY DOG
AKIKO KUROIWA
40
MY SPECIAL PLACES
KANA OSHIBI
19
41
HEDGEHOGS' MOVE
INA YOSHIKO
20
MODEL VS MOM
MAI ONO
43
MESSAGE
22
MY TIME MACHINE
AKIKO KUROIWA
44
INVITATION
23
SHINOGO MATSUO
45
LU RAMBLES
YASUHIRO ABE
U
4 CROP ENGLISH JOURNAL
MY GRANDFATHER
SAYA YAMAZAKI
The incident happened when I was nineteen years old, so, last year. It was about
7 pm and my mother was making dinner. My father was sitting at his usual seat
of the dining table and he was reading a newspaper. My sister was watching the
TV show and laughing. It did not change from the usual and I was talking to my
mother as usual. She was pretending to listen to me as usual and I was laughing.
We were enjoying our habitual time at that time.
However, suddenly my father said, I have a report. And I said directly,
What? Good thing? Bad thing? He answered delicately I didnt see it and I
thought it was not particularly bad thing because he was normal. Moreover I was
looking forward to hear that report and also I said half in joke, Promotion? You
will become president? Then, my mother finished making dinner and we started
having it.
Time passed a little, I said, Anyway, what is the report? My dad said Ah...,
listen Aya, my father died in Wakayama. I said, What? Really? My grandfather? He said, Yes.
At that time tears gushed from my eyes naturally and I wouldnt believe that. I
felt no taste that dinner.
I thought that time a lot of things and remembered many things about my grandfather. My grandparents had divorced a long time ago. He was outrageous but he
sometimes had a kind side. I had heard about him from my father and my grandma.
My father told me he changed into another person when drinking alcohol. He had
roared at my grandma. When I heard this story, I thought my grandfather was so
terrifying person but I positively wanted to see him once before he passed away. I
thought he was only naturally honest.
And my grandma told me a start of meeting. He had fallen in love with her
at first sight at a fireworks display and he had put her on a little high stone base
because she was shorter than others. On that occasion, she was very happy and
fell in love. I thought it was so wonderful to hear. Then she said to me from her
experiences, I want you to date a lot and catch sight of nice person to be a lifetime
partner. After my grandfather died, I couldnt hear about him. But my grandma
absolutely recalled about him and she was dejected to hear that, I thought.
I decided one thing from this incident. This time my grandfather lay in a cemetery in Wakayama so if I save enough money, I would like to go to Wakayama
and press the palms and fingers of both hands together. Thanks to him, I would
become careful to choose a man. At any rate, a persons death is a really sad thing
so we must prize life, I think.
________________________________
December 25th 1980
Dear diary,
A postman gave me a letter... So Ive just opened it.
... What!?!? Did I pass initial screening of Miss Universe America!? Dad!!! I did it!
I screamed. I cant believe that I made it because... I am black.
No black girls have ever gotten through even the paper exam. I am the first one.
...Im so nervous.
Jasmine
________________________________
January 3rd 1981
Dear diary,
Oh my goodness!! I won the contest!! I cant describe my feelings in any words!!
Although the ladies on the final were all as bright as a diamond, it was an expected circumstance because only chosen finalists must be there.
However, I saw a black girl. I didnt understand how come she was on the contest.
...Anyways, I performed perfect walking on the stage and played the piano impeccably.
Therefore, audiences gave me a massive applause. To be paid attention is always a good
feeling.
My heart beat like crazy when a host called the name of a winner. Im sure that Ill never
forget that moment.
Miss Universe America 1980, the winner of the grand prize is... Entry number six,
Eeeeeek!!!
I screamed in a high tone like a whistle before my name was called.
Mary Clark
Then, my name was called. My beauty was officially proved today. It is the best day ever!!
Mary
________________________________
January 3rd 1981
Dear diary,
The really bright lights dazzled my eyes. I was standing on a stage with white girls. My dad
was my only supporter. On my way to an anteroom, one girl said to me Hey, whats up?
So I said Nothing.
...So what are you doing here?
I didnt get what she meant.
...Im waiting for the final review.
...Uh, I dont think you should be here. She said.
All the finalists are required to perform musical ability for final stage. I heard a host announced that in the room.
You dont have any ability to play an instrument, Do you? The girl said.
Suddenly I left the room.
I saw my dad in the front row from the stage. And I also saw a lady next to him. They were
holding their hands each other. My dad were strongly appealing me something by his eyes.
I cant play any instrument. When I said to the audiences, they buzzed.
But I can sing. The site became still.
Why dont we be friends?
I started singing a song that my dad used to sing to me as a kid.
We are all beams of hope on the same planet.
Make a better day. Make a brighter day than yesterday.
We are all brothers and sisters from the same species.
There is no suffer in love and peace.
Make a better world.
For you and for me.
So why dont we be friends?
I saw my dad and the woman were singing the song together. Who is she? I asked myself.
The huge cheers never stopped.
After all performances of participators finished, a winner of the competition was called.
That was her name. She is the winner.
The woman next to my dad was crying out to her in tears. Great job my girl! She said so.
When we walked down to the floor, the girl said Mom I did it! to the lady.
At that time, I was enthusiastically applauded by crowds. That was the most highlighted moment in my life. Then the lady smiled at me and she said That was awesome girl. But it
seemed she looked at me as if I was a stray.
She had pure blue eyes just like me. Then I inferred who she was.
Thank you mom. Even the color line makes us apart, I am your daughter. I need you.
I said that on the inside.
Jasmine
2 A.M.
MIKA MIYAMOTO
Next to the window, my eyes are sparkling.
The thought is melting with a glass of rum.
On its brown surface,
The little crescent is reflected.
At this moment,
My hand is grasping a distant satellite.
However,
The pretty light is trembling like a white rabbit.
It seems to say, Please scoop me out!
I drink up the sweet liquid
And set the moon free.
A COLORFUL PICTURE
YUKINO SHIMIZU
My mother sighs deeply with a picture I drew. On the picture, there is a fine work plate. My
mother always forces me to paint pictures, like I saw in the museum, like great painters did, like
my mother did.
Soon after I take yellow paint, mothers irritating voice is sounded.
Why do you use the color? And the expression of people is unrealistic!
I put the yellow paint aside without saying anything, and squeeze out blue paint instead.
I have to win more than the second prize in the next contest. At yesterdays dinner table, mother
told me the goal. Second prize which is my mothers best record becomes a burden for me. The
meals didnt taste like anything at that time.
At the art class in my school, I steal a look at a picture of my friend sitting beside me. Red and yellow and orange are dancing on the paper, and everyone in her picture smiles. It looks like a jewel
box and looks dazzling for me.
The deadline of the contest is fast approaching. I also sweep my paint brush as I always do.
Why are you drawing birds?
Mothers voice stings me.
Why are you using pink? Think about balance!
Do I enjoy drawing? No. Because...
The expression of people is too kind! How many times do I have to say...
This is not my picture! I want to draw my picture by myself!
I grab red, yellow orange pink and dump them on my palette.
Paint my favorite color on my favorite place. Everyone on my picture is smiling, and scattering
many flowers. My hand holding my paint brush moves on the paper like flying. Now, I really enjoy
drawing.
The result of the contest was announced. My picture cant win any prizes.
But I was not sad at all, and mother didnt sigh as before. Im filled with a sense of achievement,
because now I can draw my own picture without others views.
My picture is displayed in our living room with the scent of flowers, and everyone smiles at me.
looked closely at her. When the race started, I fell down because Makiko pushed
me on purpose! Nobody noticed the incident since there were many girls at the
start line, so everybody thought I just fell down by accident. I was dazed at first,
but after I realized I was disturbed by the crafty girl, I became so mad. I didnt
want to lose to the girl who behaved slyly. To have revenge, I immediately rode
again and started running as fast as possible.
I could feel the wind was cutting off. I knew I was driving faster than any
other days I had practiced. Thanks for running fast enough, I managed to reach
the stupid girl. When I reached next to her, I also pushed her hard to make her fall
down. However, she might knew what I contrived. She also caught my injured
hands, and together, we crashed into the dirty ground. I smelled some iron, but
I didnt bleed much. On the other hand, it seemed she had larger injury and red
tears came from her right arm. When I saw her tears, my head cooled down. Why
were we fighting with this nonsense matter?
Are you all right? I asked the miserable girl.
Yes, but the cycle, she answered back. I checked, and the tire was soft. It
seemed she punctured it with a thumbtack she had in her hands.
Can you ride and grab my shoulders then? I can just lead you, She looked
puzzled at what I said, but she just nodded and did what I told her.
Then together, we headed to the goal slowly like we were riding a two-seated
bicycle.
Mr.Chibas Complaint
Nodoka Araya
Hello, my name is
Chiba. Let me introduce
myself. Im one of the Japans sons. Im a countryman,
but Im also urbane moderately. So, if you decided to live with me, you can
enjoy going shopping and relaxing with nature. In spring, you can
see a lot of rape blossoms. In summer, you can go
swimming in Kujukurihama. And throughout
the year, you can go Tokyo Disney
Land where is a very popular
amusement park. It is my
pride that I have such a big park.
But I want to make a complaint.
Why is it Tokyo Disney Land? I want
to change the name to Chiba Disney Land!
Though I consider Tokyo is my great brother
who is very fascinating man and always in the
most advanced position, I cannot be convinced
with that. Disney Land isnt his possession, it is
mine. Please imagine that how I was shocked
when I knew Disney Land was
given his name! Oh, Im sorry
that I said a boring talk too
long. Thank
you for
listening!
48 HOURS
AIBA TAKANORI
Although there are many gloomy towns, no town is darker than Abdomen
Town that sticks to the middle of a mountain like chewing gum, and every night
heavy fog comes from the top. People live in Abdomen Town always keep in
their houses, and only see fog through windows. The largest building in Abdomen Town is a mountain hut, named The Flank. This is the only place that
strangers come.
One night, a strange man who had long, white hair came into The Flank
that was in a center of heavy fog. His name is Y. T. He seemed to be in a big harry
from eyes of a mountain huts master, named Calmman.
Please tell me my ranking! Y. T shouted with his raincoat taken off.
Whats this all about? Calmman answered in a low voice.
You know! Here is a relay point of a trail running contest!
Of course, I know
Then, you can tell me my rank! Am I first? Or second? For the moment am
I ahead of Mr. Hike?
Please calm down. Who is Mr. Hike?
He is my rival! Y. T hit at a supper table in front of him, so some glasses on
the table shook with sounds. A tall, fat man like a bear. His eyes always have a
smile. Oh, how sickened eyes they are!
I havent seen anyone except you today opposite to Y. T, Calmmans voice
was still calm.
I see! I see! Y. T shouted again. Calmman noticed that strange light was flying from Y. Ts eyes.
So Im first! Im first! I can beat Mr. Hike if I continue to run across this
stupid foggy mountain! Then, Ill leave now! See you master! Y. T put on his
raincoat.
Wait! Wait! You shouldnt leave here. Stay the night said Calmman, but
Y.T already opened the entrance door. Suddenly a lot of fog flooded into The
Flank, and the temperature fell down.
What? Why cant I get off! Dont say you intend to interrupt my winning!
Y. T cried out and scratched his forehead viciously.
Because I heard a big violent bear appeared around this hut. Do you want to
die? You must stay for the night cried Calmman. At the time, a strong wind was
blowing from out of the door, and Y. T set his foot into fog by opposing the wind.
After closing the door, there was only silence in the hut.
The next night, the door of the hut opened, and another man who was big
and heavy came in. There was no fog unusually.
MY ONLY DOG
AKIKO KUROIWA
He likes
eating,taking
My dogs
a walk, playing
name is taku.
Hs is
He is brown and
a soccerball
Australian
Kelpie. Its a kind
medium size.
of sheepdog.
He is 16.
Hes smart.
He came
to my house when
I was 4 years old. So he
presents every moments in my
memories. He is my best friend, my
brother and my treasure. When I was
sad he stayed by me, and when I
was happy he also stayed by me.
Now he is old and cant move
just he wants to. So it is my
turn to stay by him.
I have a wish.
It is that all kinds of business would vanish.
People dont have to be occupied with a meaningless fight.
Thinking about nothing,
they only have to see a natural beautiful sight.
Anyway,
Let us pray that quietness may return to this world
someday.
MODEL VS MOM
MAI ONO
Cook-a-doodle-doo the rooster crows and I woke up. The breeze of a cold wind came into my
room as I looked out of the window. My mother was already outside getting prepared for my final
day of the competition, the model house competition that was held every year in our village.
Yesterday, I was spending my usual day at school, having fun with Lee. I knew she was
going to enter the classroom with her faded khaki green dress with brown patches, because she
always did. I started the day putting slime on her seat. During class I threw paper planes at her, put
thumbtacks under her foot place seeing when the sole of her shoes would come off. I liked playing
with her because she never hesitates and also because my mother always told me that poor people
shouldnt be treated well. So I always worked off my frustration by annoying her. She was like a
statue without any emotions.
However today, the day came and I wasnt feeling like my ordinary morning. I didnt want
to do any mischief, instead I stood next to the window having a strange thought. I could see Lee was
still struggling with her playhouse model. I want to help herone thought crossed my mind like a
flash, but it must have been a mistake. On the other side of the fence I could see my mother putting
so much effort to my own model house. It now was barely mine.
I was happy because she did everything for me, but it was too much. She treated me like a baby
that cant do anything on her own. She even planned an after party for my victory, even though the
battle hasnt even started. All this pressure was just too much for me. I wanted to run away from all
of thissuddenly, my legs started moving. Unconsciously I headed outside and the next moment, I
was helping out Lee.
Lee looked very curious, since I had never done anything like this before. But as we were working together we got along well, forgot about the time, and cracked our heads laughing.
We finished it up decorating the roof with orange autumn leaves, paddle pops sticks for the
wall, and see-through plastic for the windows. But I felt it needed something else to make it more
outstanding. I went back to my house and grabbed a bunch of flowers planted in our garden. You
always take good care of your flowers, heres some Ive been watering, I said and gave her the
bright yellow dandelions and the pure white lilies. When she received the flowers, she looked as if
she had never seen such gorgeous flowers. Her crystal eyes glittered and a tear drop ran down her
apple red cheek.
These are so pretty, itll make my model much brighter and much more flowery, Thanks! she
said.
The competition was judged by the model itself and also from the makers presentation. I didnt
want to win. I didnt want my mother to have a prominent nose, showing off to all the neighbors. It
was embarrassing. I made a horrible speech, and I could see her being very disappointed. Unintentionally, I grinned in my heart.
All the announcements were finished and it was time for the award ceremony. Without any explanation the trophy went to Lee. Her speech was outstanding making everyone moved. Every person
agreed with the result, especially the children stamped their feet on the ground saying, Please make
that playhouse, I want one in our garden, please daddy. It was a heart-warming scene for us.
After the competition, I knew my mother was infuriated. But I didnt care about that. More than
that, I felt refreshed and truly happy from my heart beating her. Having a life under her control, acting as a well-behaved son was enough for me. I decided to live having no stress and be friends with
people who I want even if she doesnt like them.
Although we still held the after party where all the neighbors were invited, it was for Lee. It was
for her triumph and also forgiving my behavior and giving confidence to stand on my own. After
all, she seemed to have always noticed my thoughts and knew that I was stressed out because of my
mother who made me bully her. It seems to be true, that young adults like to make fun of their onesided lover.
MY TIME MACHINE
AKIKO KUROIWA
She was sitting on the bench at the school. And a boy was also sitting on the next
bench. Even though he was a stranger, but somehow she felt close to him. Then a
cute girl came and sat side by side with him. Few minutes later, they spoke to her
suddenly. And the conversation grew lively. They became good friends from the day.
One day she noticed that she fell in love with him. At the same time she noticed that
the cute girl also loved him. They became rivals in love.
But he chose the cute girl in the end. She felt very sad about it, but they were good
friends. She thought the boy and the cute girl were well matched. The couple was on
enviably close terms.
...Then she wakes up. It was a dream. She goes to the living room and sits down at
the table. Just then she is very surprised! The boy is sitting in front of her. But he
is older. Yes, the boy is her father. Good morning, another voice she hears. It is a
familiar voice. It is her mother that appears here. The cute girl is her mother!
It is unbelievable thing, but it is absolutely the boy and the cute girl. Her dream led
her to the past.
In dark thickets, there was my grandfathers house. I and my grandfather lived there.
One night, I was eating a cheap and awful cup noodle alone because my grandfather
had entered a hospital two weeks ago. Then, I heard a high pitched and loud noise. I
was very surprised and thought, What happened? I searched all over the house for
something which had sounded.
It was in the toilet: a broken, elephant-shaped, dirty and old radio. This radio had
been there before I was born and I had never seen that it is working. I took the radio in
my hand to try turning it off, but the switch was rusted, so I couldnt do it. Suddenly, the
radio started speaking in a mans voice. I was surprised and dropped it on the floor. In
fact, the truth of this voice was a news report, but it was enough to make me afraid and
panicked. I thought that the ghost which haunted the elephant radio is speaking to me.
Shut up, or I will break you! I shouted for the radio ghost, but it continued speaking.
There was no other way, so I decided to break it even though it is my grandfathers. I
took it to the corridor to get a wide space. I kicked, punched, threw, and stamped it to
stop it sounding, but it wouldnt be quiet. I brought a hammer. I raised it up, and struck
the speaking radio powerfully. Then, the entrance door which leads to a corridor was
flung open and closed. It was just like someone who doesnt have a body had run away
from this house. Though I went near the entrance door soon to see what happened,
there was nothing except the smell of sand. After that, the elephant radio which was
broken into pieces has never been speaking.
The day after passed, one information came from the hospital. It told me that my
grandfather had died last night. I felt strange rather than sad because I thought the
radio wanted to tell me what happened. The radio ghost which I broke and forced out
was not a bad ghost. That journey taught me a very important message. I didnt believe
in the existence of occult, supernatural, unscientific things before that day. However,
I learned there are more things in the world than just what I can see. There are also
many invisible, mysterious, wonderful things in the world. I hope this change will make
me have a wider perspective.
UNCHAGEABLE WISHES
INA YOSHIKO
How can I be happier?
Wish if I could drive the snake away from human beings so that
Our mind could be free from all shades in this world,
We could love each other cheerfully
And we wouldnt hesitate to hug each other
Wish if we could seal fear, murder, conflicts in the fantasy world
Or else I wish to lock my heart in an empty dream forever
But if impossible, at least I wish myself not to forget to appreciate every shades
and even the smallest light in a mirror every morning
When he painted the sky, he used seawater instead of colors because its too large to
paint by colors. To tell the truth, at first, he tried to paint it with various colors so,
sometimes the skys color changed to yellow, orange, red, pink, purple, lilac, green, navy
and more. When he painted navy color, he dropped a jewelry box that he wanted to give
his wife. In the box, there were two hundred billion diamonds, an opal, nine garnets, five
sapphires, eleven topaz, seven dozen pearls and a big ruby so, at the night, we can see
stars. During the time he was painting, he used all the colors that he had but he had
another job to paint the flowers. So he had no time to buy new colors. He liked the
oceans colors very much and since there was infinite seawater, he decided to use that
as paint. He used a lot of seawater so the ocean level went down and the continents
appeared. His decision was very successful. Today, we can see the beautiful, clear blue
sky every day: Sometimes there are flaming sunsets and, if you are very lucky, you can
see auroras. He gave the work decorated with plenty of jewelry to his wife.
STARS
KUMI HATAJIMA
Because of a bad education system or the lack of enough correct information about lesbians, Japanese people treat them as alien and some people
discriminate against them or have a bias and prejudice. Some people think the
love of lesbians as fantasy or completely secret one, not realistic. The majority of Japanese people believe that there are lesbian couples only in girls
school, just rumors. Thats why female homosexual people in Japan always
suffer from bad understanding of their minority sexual and a lot of them are
hurt by heartless behavior. In the survey of LGBTs, of the student of LGBTs
asked about bullying experienced in the school. About 70% of them answered
they have suffered sexual abuse. Moreover, 30% have had an idea of attempting to kill themselves. (3)
Japanese law is also unfavorable because Japanese gay couples dont
have the right of marriage. If a gay couple starts to live together, they cant
apply for a spousal deduction. However, a lot of developed countries accept
gay marriage. The system of Japan is unequal and it makes gay people at a
disadvantage, or imposes financial penalties.
As mentioned above, basically the state of gay people is much
lower than many other foreign countries. According to the poll in 2013, 54 percent of Japanese people answered that they need to live with people who have
sexual minority. In 2007, the number of supporters was increased from 49 percent. (4) However, whether standing by homosexual people or not remains as
a big gender problem. It is sure that their position wont be improved because
the presence is still low and weak.
If Japanese people dont try to look about Japanese lesbian people
carefully and consciously more than ever in the future, this unfair state of affairs will never become better. It should be improved. Now, lets take a step to
know the diversity of sexuality. That act provides you a new sense of value and
makes you bring up furthermore. No matter how long it will take to advance
the problem, Japanese people must not give up trying to do it because everyone
understands that people are all equal regardless of their sexuality.
References
(1)Judith, Light. Lesbian Quotes. Brainy Quote. Date unspecified. 10 Oct. 2014
< http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/j/judithligh248340.html >
(2)Drew, Desilver. Ellen DeGeneres is the most visible gay or lesbian public figure in America. Pew Research Center. 14 Jun. 2013. 14 Oct. 2014.
<http://www.pewresearch.org/fact-tank/2013/06/14/ellen-degeneres-is-the-most-visible-gay-or-lesbian-public-figure-in-america/ >
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had to focus on a ballet but I couldnt help thinking about the previous
night. In my eyes, the wall was stained with my anger.
After a time, I didnt see Christina fully. I thought I was being
hated by her, Miss you, hoping that I could laugh with her again.
Then, my mother came to me. She looked pale but her red lips
opened and said, Listen, Christina is in hospital now. Her injury gets
worse.
Her injury? I didnt know about what she said, but I only found
my mind went blank gradually. Although I knew she wasnt in the
locker room, I began to run there, I didnt know why. In her locker
room, there was red toe shoes, white shoes stained with blood. Just
the red shoes and pale me in dark. She practiced so hard until she
broke down her health? I didnt know it although I was always with
her. Many times sorry for the red toe shoes instead of her. My face also
blushed with shame.
Hey mom, what is the program Christina was going to dance?
Three weeks later, she was out of the hospital but she was in
a wheelchair. She couldnt dance yet, which means she couldnt
participate in the contest.
Christina, Im so sorry.
Why do you say sorry? Its my fault. Anyway, I am looking
forward to seeing you at the contest.
I still havent given up participating in the contest with you.
I didnt see her face against the sunlight. But I could see bright red
sun in the white light, she was surely smiling.
Next was my turn. I wore a pure white dress and put red lipstick
on like my mother. I danced like an angel going to heaven. Higher
and higher and more beautiful. With passion and love. I did dance
Christinas program. I never gave up participating in the contest with
her.
Congratulations! You win! I was surprised you danced my
program.
No, we win! I definitely danced with you at that moment.
Sorry for being late! Christina runs to me. We begin to walk into
the setting sun leaving footprints on snow.
Everyone has a white canvas. Through experience, it has a lot of
color. My canvas is also dyed red. That is anger, jealousy, and shame.
Finally, however, the most deep-red love is added like red toe shoes.
Yasuhiro Abe
YASUHIRO ABE
The Giant and Silent
Dont you think this is a big chance?My English teacher said to me. At
that time, we were riding on an airplane to go to Okinawa on a school trip. My
dream is to be the greatest CA. So, this flight of two and a half hours was a big
chance to approach my dream for me.
I can remember vividly the memory of that time. The unique smell of the
airplane, the loud sound of the engine and my heart was thumping like mad
and my hands had gone all sweaty. Could you tell me about your job? I
talked to a CA. Then, most of my friends had a surprised face. Their faces
seemed to be saying What is she talking about? But, she told me gently Of
course, it is good. I was very happy. And she said When this working will
calm, I will come here again. So, I was waiting for her while writing a lot of
questions on my notepad. I have this notepad even now.
Sorry to keep you waiting. I was surprised, because two CAs came near
my seat. One of them was a senior, and the other person was a rookie. I thought
that I have to make this big chance meaningful. So, I asked them a lot. At that
time, I was very excited and happy.
The answer to my last questions was very impressive for me. That is, Is
there some things that I should do at the time of the students? I thought they
were going to say to me Start job hunting as soon as possible! But it was not.
They said You are a student, so you have a lot of time, right? Please meaningfully spend every day of school life. If you do so, you can find something
important to be a CA. After I heard this message, I thought about working
hard to be a CA.
This journey was a very valuable experience for me. Experience like this
was not able to experience if I did not speak to the CA. So I really appreciate
what the English teacher has done. In fact, I wrote a thanks letter to the two
CAs after I heard about their job. And when we were getting off the airplane,
the two CAs gave a photo card and a message card to me. These presents are
my treasure. I always carry them even now.
In other words, I learned If you pluck up your courage, you can change a
boring day to a fantastic day. From this journey, I could set my mind.
SORRY TOKYO
WATAGASHI TOMOSHIBI
Dear Tokyo,
When I was a high school student in Hokkaido, I really fell in love with you.
The whole world you showed me from the TV screen was just stunning.
Then, at almost the same time, I decided to go and live in Tokyo as I go to
college.
Of course, you were amazing. You have lots and lots of talents to make people
fun, but perhaps sometimes you made me buy too much. You really have lots
and lots of friends, but, to be honest, I felt maybe a little bit too tight.
Actually, the air is really polluted, especially around Shibuya, holy s#it. The
foods tastes like made in factories and tastes similar everywhere. People look
like Robots controlled by Smart Phones. Too much advertisements urge us to
buy something everyday, everyseconds.
So, why dont I make it short? Im absolutely disappointed with you, Tokyo.
So sorry. I really loved you, but I cant forget the beauty of my hometown at
this late date.
You should come to Hokkaido someday soon.
Youll like it.
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in the right road again. It is always easy to give up but challenging yourself and choosing the harder path could make yourself a bigger person
than you ever thought you could be. I would never regret the decisions
that I have made and, will make because this is all me.
MY SPECIAL PLACES
KANA OSHIBI
HEDGEHOGS MOVE
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One day, the chief of Mouse Village visited the chief of Hedgehog Village with a bundle
of meat dishes.
Where did you find these good things? I first had such scrumptious dishes as my prickles
melt! The chief of Hedgehog Village cried.
Im happy to hear that. We have these kind of food everyday. If you like, you can move
to our neighborhood.
Sounds great! These kind of food! Everyday? My people must be happy! Where is this
heavenly place?
Its humans house.
H ... humans house? The hedgehog blinked his eyes.
But isnt it very dangerous? If they found you, they would crush you under their feet, hang
you into water with your tail or set a cat on you. What do you do then?
There are various devices. We will tell you them. Furthermore you have those sharp, fine
prickles. When you are found by a human, you can prick them. When you are attacked by a
cat, you can expand your prickles so it is frightened and run away.
If you think so, maybe thats right. Ill have my people start packing right away!
The chief of Hedgehog Village flew to his village people and said.
You dont have to toil at getting food anymore. We will move to humans house so you can
have delicious food as much as you like anytime.
Most of villagers frolicked at the words of their chief. But some thoughtful hedgehogs
started to question their chief.
But, village chief, said a plump lady, Humans are crueler than we expect. My grandfather was gutted and stuffed by a human.
All villagers shuddered to hear her and screamed, Stop moving, we stay in our field!
Take it easy, people, the village chief shouted, Remember that we have sharp prickles!
We can prick them when they attack us! They will never hurt us again.
Most of people felt relieved. But one scholar opened his mouth.
Some volume says that humans have a cat to rid a house of mice. Cats are also enemy for
us. How frightening and painful to be run after by those fast paws and torn up with those
violent nails! We had better to stay here and keep our lifestyle as ever.
All villagers agreed with him and screamed, Stop moving, our field is the most suitable
for us.
Listen to me, the chief shouted again, A mouse told me that cats are unexpectedly weakling so we can surprise them by expanding our prickles and drive them back. Since mice live
in humans house for a long time, its trustworthy enough.
Most of the village people smiled at one another. But one young hedgehog asked, But,
is it what we need actually to have delicious food everyday? Rather I consider sleeping
without fear and a calm life is true happiness. I hope my children to live peacefully their
whole lives.
Villagers were impressed with his opinion and gave loud applause, Stay here, leave peaceful field to our children!
The chief, however, wanted to have that meat dishes again for his life. He barked, Wait,
wait, people! Is it the best thing we can do for our children just to keep peacefulness even
if there is another happier life anywhere? Rather we should be bold to pursue bigger happiness and leave firm happiness to our children, shouldnt we?
No one said or questioned anymore. Some of them stayed in their field and the chief hurried
other most to move.
Hedgehogs convenient, cheerful life started. They lived in the cellar because they were
bigger than mice and sometimes expanded the prickles so they couldnt live in the roof
space. Actually, their prickles were helpful in other cases. Humans never hurt them since
one of biggger hedgehogs picked a woman who shrieked at him. Fortunately, this family
didnt have cats. Hedgehogs helped the mice many times. So did the mice. They lived really calmly and happily for a while eating cheese, sausage, curry and rice, bean-jam buns
and everything.
One day, black smoke filled the house. Humans used a special chemical to rid the house of
vermin. Mice could escape from the small holes. But the hedgehogs were shut in the house
because they expanded their prickles for fear.
Take it easy, the chief said. Ill try this bigger hole and expand it.
Everyone thronged to the hole.
Maybe my boy can go through. Let him go first! a mother cried.
No. Ill check if it connects to a safe place first. People, take a breath, easy and try to blew
the clouds. He already pushed his face into the hole. The big, thick clouds closed upon the
hedgehogs. They pushed his haunches with all their might. Firstly, they lost their sight. But
they kept pushing. Next they lost their breath gradually. They could hear others crying no
more. Lastly, their conciousness was taken and they were laid under their feet.
On the other hand, some of the mice returned to rescue the hedgehogs. They split up to
search for them. One group found the chief of Hedgehog Village crawling out from a too
small hole for him. They held his ears and pulled him out.
Why! They screamed at the same time. The animal had no prickles and had white eyes
and uneven haunches.
I was going to help a hedgehog but, one said,
Yeah, I also meant that but, another said thinking.
Whats this? the third mouse asked to the fourth.
It doesnt seem like a hedgehog at least.
Others answered simulteniously, No, absolutely its not a hedgehog.
INVITATION
Meiji Gakuin University
CROP
2016
crop@ltr.meijigakuin.ac.jp
http://www.facebook.com/mgucrop
DATE OF ISSUE
March 2016
PRINTING COMPANY
INUUNIQ
ADVISORS
Dr. Michael Pronko
EDITORIAL TEAM
Haruna Aoki
Ayano Enomoto
Akiko Okayama
Naomi Okubo
Yuna Saito
Karuna Sato
Takuya Sato
Aika Takazawa
Yuumi Takahashi
Shohei Sekiguchi
Risako Takeda
Junna Matsuaga
Haruhi Usui
Nao Goto
CROP
Department of English Literature
Meiji Gakuin University
1-2-37 Shirokanedai, Minato-ku
Tokyo 108-8636 JAPAN